"I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him."— Jon xxix : 12. VOL. IV. 'CHICAGO, NOVEMBER, 1863. NO. 11, I would if I could And many u pcrsou who '■■vld\t he would. » Is often heard saying, "I would if I could.' " Come, John," said a schoolboy, " I wish you would try- To solve this hard problem ; now don't yo deny ;" But John, at this moment, was not in the mood And yawningly answered, " I would if I could. At the door of a mansion, in tattered rags clad, Stood a poor woman, begguig a morsel of bread ; The rich man scarce heeded, while trembling she stood, And answered her coldly, " I would if 1 could." The child, when requested to try and be good : Oft gives the same answer, " I would if I could. But if we may iredit what good people say, That where a strong will is, there's always way; And whatever ought to be, can be and should- We need never utter, " I would if I could." [Advocatt. Mission Schools. W# have frequently referred in our paper to the increasing interest in our city] in the Sunday School work, and have heretofore given an account of the zeal and energy put forth by out- citizens in this glorious good cause in different districts. One of the most promising of these enterprises at the present time is the Railroad Mission Sunday School, located near the corner of Griswold and Van Buren streets, South Side. The school was first or- ganized by its present Superintendent, Rev. B. Kent, in the cars at the Mich- igan Southern depot. It kept increas- ing in numbers until several cars were required to accommodate those in at- tendance. About six years ago the teachers erected a building 32 by 60, which the school now occupies, and which has been crowded to overflowing all summer. Last Sabbath afternoon the corner stone of a new building was laid] witli appropriate exercises. The new building is to be of brick, 60 by 101 feet— more than treble the size of the one they now occupy. The school has over nine hundred scholars in connection with it, with an average attendance of about five hun- dred, and is continually increasing in attendance and interest. Mr. Kent, the Superintendent, has manifested the deepest interest in the school and those connected with it since its organiza- tion and has been constant and untiring in his eflforts for its prosperity and ad- vancement. Fathbk Kent, as many in connection witn the school call him, will long be loved and remembered by those who have already grown from childhood to manhood and womanhood under his parental care in the Sabbath School, many of whom rejoice in the love of our blessed Lord and Savior, and give evidence by their warm hearts and noble deeds of their devotion and attachment to his cause. The Superintendent is assisted by a faithful and devoted band of workers in the labors connected with the enter- prise. Prayer, faith and work — instant in season and out of season in every- thing that need bejjdone to advance the interest of the Redeemer's cause, seems to be the element of success and the motto of all in »onneetion with the school. Beside the Sabbath School es- pecially held every Sunday afternoon at half past three, there is in connec- tion with the Mission meetings on Sun- day, Tuesday and Friday evenings, which are well attended, .exceedingly interesting, and productive of great good. One very noticeable feature in the school is the colored department, there being an average attendance of about one hundred colored children. They manifest a deep interest in the school, and quite a number of them are equal with any of the children in connection with the school in their capacity to com- mit verses to memory and retain the instruction given them. The school is conducted under very great disadvantages at present, owing to the crowded state of the room ; but when their new building is completed they will have plenty of room and full scope for the exercise of their powers in the Mission Sunday School work. When ignorance and crime have reached their full strength they become a giant to contend with. Events have proved that fighting is a game which other parties than soldiers can play at. Government by bayonets is as uncer- tain as it is expensive, and the world is learning to its cost, that the Bible, while the cheapest, is, in every way, the best instrument of government. It teaches a man how to bear his wrongs till he finds a right way to remedy them. It teaches the slave how to breakltis chain without breaking it on the head of his oppressor, and that he ceases to be a slave not to become a despot, but to.be a man among men. — Guthrie. I'm seeing if Mamma won't ever come Yesterday, while dispensing smiles and words of comfort among our hun- dred little ones, we found a small boy standing by the window and gazing with tearful eyes through the lattice.— " Jimmie, for whom are you looking ?" we asked. " I'm seeing if mamma won't ever come," he sadly replied. It was but two days before that Jimmie had seen and heard with heavy heart, the cold sods- fall upon his mother's cot- fin, and returned to his desolate home to find the light of the honsc gone out. But the strength of affection binding him to her loving heart had inspired him with a firm presentiment that by a resurrection, or some other means pos- sible to an orphan's God, she would come back to him again. We told him that his mother was with God, and could not come back to him ; but that if he was good God would send an an- gel to take care of him, But still he gazed through warm, pearly tears, as if he saw spiritual visions that we could not see, and still insisted that " mamma would soon come back''. And then we forgot our theology and fell to musing : " After all, will not he who promises ' when thy father and thy mother for- sake thee 'then the Lord will take thee up,' will not he send back the spirit of that sainted mother to comfort and coun- sel her lonely boy ? And will not the longing of his heart lie reckoned as prayer to be answered just in this way? Else how will God make his promise good to this little sorrowful, bleeding heart? It must be comforted, it must be guided and guarded as well as fed and clothed. And who of all the busy world will turn aside to do this tor stricken childhood? Then we again recurred to tHe precious promises of God to such, and were curious as well as anxious to see what would come of of tbe matter, as related to our little waiting, weeping, trusting orphan boy." And we waited but a night, for "joy, came in the morning" to our little boy, and light to our doubting spirit. A mother whose little one of nearly the same age had recently been taken from her, came to find a little motherless boy to take the place in her heart and home made vacant by her lost one. And she thought she saw in our little tearful boy just what she wanted, and took him. "Now who can tell but that while this stricken mother cares so tenderly for our) orphan boy, that other mother in heaven will care still more tenderly for I the other little one who has gone from its mother to that happier clime? The Injustice of the court of Justice. Some time since we saw a lad arraign- ed before the Police Court on a charge of theft. It was plainly proven ; in- deed, the sad. tearful boy, if left to his own feelings, would have confessed it. And yet his father stood by with coun- sel, endeavoring to keep back the facts in the case. But in spite of this he was proven guilty and punished. And our most painful musing upon the subject was this : " The father is most guilty, for he it is who first taught his little beggar boy to deceive, to pilfer, and fi- nally to enter upon a course of theft." We have often known the little fellow to be whipped for his poor success in begging and stealing, lie was trained to tiiis dreadful trade from early child- hood. Then where is the justice in pun- ishing the boy who has less sinned than been sinned against? He is but a boy, scarcely too old to be petted on his mo- ther's lap. (Ah ! but he had no moth- er, nor has he had since he was but three years old, and this fact may be tbe cause of his sad condition now.) — He is so small that his head just reach- ed to the top of the bar. His tears melt the judge, who wishes that the law could be set aside as unjust in its appli- cation here. This poor unschooled, motherless boy may have stolen, but where is the guilt ; for his cruel father compelled him to steal. He is a repre- sentative of some thousands of chil- dren on our streets who never go to school. The law secures them no edu- cation, no protection against the mon- strous exactions of their parents till old enough to violate it, and then punishes them for that which they were taught and compelled to do ! Scotland has a splendid law which meets such cases. It alh iws a jury to return a verdict accor- ding to moral right in the case. In such eases as this before us the verdict ren- dered would be, " Proven, but not guil- ty •'" _____ Railkoad Mission Sabuath Schools. Until recently we believe that this kind of instruction has been peculiar to Chicago. Here several years ago a group of neglected children were gath- ered into a car at the Rock Island de- iOt and taught from Sabbath to Sab- bath. The number rapidly increased until two cars were required, then three, and so on till seven were filled. Then H ZOO'} 02T.OI0ZJ amission house' was built for their ac- commodation. But this long since be- come too small, and now, as will be seen in another column, it is in turn to give place to a line large chapel, suffi- ciently spacious to accommodate nearly one thousand, which we predict will early be lilled. But our object in alln ding to the matter was to say that our friends at Aurora have taken a hint from this enterprise and have recently opened a Mission Sabbath School in ;i railroad car kindly furnished by the Chi- cago, Burlingtou'and Quincy road. "We understand that having tilled two cars, they too have removed to more spa- cioi'ts quarters. Dr. Woodworth, the enthusiastic Superintendent, writes us that the enterprise has awakened sc much interest in that community that it has led to a missionary organization with the object of carrying Hie gospel to all those, old and young, who neglect the ordinary means of grace. Home Record refugee wander F. comes to us to day One of our visitors fim ing about in search of some one to be- friend him. He has a father and step- mother, and they have a house, but all this does not constitute a home, while affection and tenderness are lacking. — "We learn that the mother has no heart, and the father admits to us that he has many times beaten poor little F. for refusing to say that he was kindly treated at home. The earth will as soon shoot away from its orbit and the attraction of the sun, as will ajittle boy run away from a home of love. Poor J. comes to-day a victim of eruel seduction and aks a hiding place, for herself and little one from the frown of those who do not frown upon her spoiler. Her penitence awakened our pity, and from him who enjoined for- fiveness seventy and seven times, we ave learned to forgive at least onck. To-day five little boys are brought by the police ; their mother was buried yesterday, and their father is in the ar- my ; two most weighty reasons for re- ceiving them. How strange it is that from five little helpless childree, baby and all, God should take away their on- ly protector, and chill by the hand of death the only heart that lov«d them, " Even so, Father, for so it seemed good in thy sight." It may be that God's design in leaving those children friend- less was that their sad loneliness might awaken other sympathies and move other hearts to love and pity them. In- deed, we almost saw the linger of God in the matter, when, two days later, a lady from the country draped in mourn- ing, came to the Home in quest of some loving little baby boy, to till the rift in her bleeding heart, made desolate by the death of her only little one. - Poor E. died to-day, and seemed glad to go from a world from which she had received little but cruelty and wrong. The world could not say that she owed it much. Her affection's were divided between her little babe of two weeks, and the Friend of Sinners whom she hoped to meet in peace on the other side of the river of death. She made but two requests: "Let some one be called to point me to the better land," and " find some one to love my baby with a mother's heart." Here' comes three little boys and their sister, of whom we know nothing except that they are without a friend and need one. S. says that papa was drunk and is in jailj which is very probable, tor the dram- shop stands opposite the jail, and the one is built as the receptacle of the vic- tims of the other. Of the nearly thirty who have gone out from the Home during the month we will speak £>f but two little laughing, happy boys, who have seen days of sorrow bitter enough, but have forgotten them all now. The wounds in such little hearts seem to heal as quickly as the incision in the bark of a sapling. Months ago. they were found, one cold winter morn- ing, in a wretched hovel, standing by the side of their dead mother. Former- ly a woman of refinement and very beau- tiful, she had contracted the habit of fashionable wine drinking, which by degrees had become excessive and madeher'a sot. She had been intoxicated for two days and in that condition came to her dreadful end. Father and moth- er forsook the little ones and the Lord took them up. I am too Little. Those words reached the ears of Mrs. "Wilson as she came into the parlor one day. She found her three children seated on the sofa — Anna, the eldest, trying to amuse her younger brother and sister.. She had been telling them a story in her own wise way, of some good little girl who was a great help to her moth- er, and was showing the example of of this excellent child for the benefit of Ella, when their mother entered the room. " Too little for what I" asked Mrs. Wilson. "I was telling her," said Anna, "the story of Katy Lee, that you told me, and when I said she must be good and is Katy Lee did. she told me she too little." Little girls of four years are rather small, ",'said Mrs. "Wilson, ",but my El- la dear is not too little to be good, I hope." But Katie was older than I, I am ; I can't-do such things as she can," said Ella. " AVhat things do yon mean ?" asked mamma. '• "Why, bring in in the milk pitcher ; I'm afraid I'd spill the milk, and .then Susan would 6ay, ' oh, -you are a little plague.' " Mrs. "Wilson smiled, for Ella was call- ed ' a plague' very often. " If yon could'nt bring the milk pitch- :t. darling, you could be useful in other vays," she said. " Oh, no, I ca'nt, I'm too little," per- sisted Ellla. Mrs. "Wilson sat down and took the child upon her lap. Now listen to me ; you can pick up ■my ball when it rolls on the carpet, and papa's slippers, and fetch me a book or my work basket, can't ,you?" " Yes,I can do these," said Ella. " Well, then, are you too small to be useful '<" Why, is that being useful'? I thought eant real great things," said Ella, opening her great blue eyes in aston- shment. "It means that older girls are to do great things, and little girls are to do little things." " I see, mamma." " You are a little girl now, and so your Heavenly Father only wishes you to do little things, but then my darting must try to do them willingly and pleas- antly." 'I do try, mamma." ' You should always be ready to do what mathma asks'at once, and not say ' I'm tired,' or any such word, because though you are only four years old, you are not too little to be sometimes use- ful." — [Merry's Magazine. •' A babe in n house is ,1 will spring of pleas- ure— a messenger of peace aud love ; A resting place for innocence on earth; a link between angels and men." Character groweth day by day, and all things aid in Us unfolding, And the bent unto good or evil may be given in the hours of infancy. Scratch the green rind of a sapling, or wanton- ly twist it in the soil, And the scarred and crooked oak will tell of thee for centuries to come : Even so mayst thou guide the miud (o good or lead it lo the marriage of evil. '' If I could only see my Mother !'" '• If I could only see my mother '." Again and again was. that yearning- cry repeated — " If I could only see my mother !" The vessel rocked, and the waters, chased by a fresh wind, played musi- cally against the side of the ship. The sailor, a second mate, quite youthful, lay in his bed, his eye glazing, his limbs stiffening, his breath failing. It was not pleasant thus to die in this shaking. plunging but he mind his bodily comfort ; his eye look- ed far away, and ever and anon broke the grieving cry — "If I could only see my mother !" - An old sailor sat by, with a Bible in his hand, from which he had been read- ing. He bent above the young man, and asked him why he was so anxious to see the mother he had so wilfully abandoned. " Oh, that's the reason," he cried in anguish. "A very good reason," responed the sailor. " I have nearly broken her heart and I can't die in peace. She was a good mother to me. Oh, so good a mother she bore everything from her wild boy, and once she said, ' My son, when you come to die yon will remember this.' — Oh, if I could only once more see my mother !" He never saw his mother. He died with that cry upon his lips, as many a one has died who has slighted the mo- ther who loved him. I'i.i, do it To-morrow. — There were two boys in a school I used to go to.— One was remarkable for doing at once with promptness and perseverance eve- rything he undertook. The other had a habit of putting off everything that he could. " I'll do it to-morrow," was his motto- '- I'll do it now," was the motto of the other boy. As a a matter of course the last suc- ceeded where tiie other failed. — [S. S. Times. Adroitness Bk< -Ijol;-! ging is a trade in which those who follow it become adept by practice, as in other professions. A few days since a little beggar demonstrated the possibility, and the method of " skinning a flint'," as follows : his subject was a meagre, vinegar-looking old lady. The little rogue, without shoes or cap, but with a pair of bright eyes beaming out of hol- low sockets, approached her with a most pitiable look and whine, and beg- ged of her a penny, or a bit to eat. — But he might as well have spoken to a stone. Her response was a snarl and a poke of her umbrella. Seeing at a glance that he had approached at an in- vulnerable point, he went off on anoth- er tack. Now he addressed her selfish- ness. In an instant rolling up the sleeve of his ragged jacket and sticking his yellow, shining arm in her face, he edged close up to the old woman, say- ing, " Out of the hospital, ma'am, with typhus." It was a ruse gotten up for the occasion, but the acting was perfect, the effect sudden, electric, The poor woman started back with horror, as if a plague-stricken wretch were breathing death into her nostrils. At one dive, her hand was deep in her pocket, and pulling out what of coin she first reach- ed, she threw it into his hand and hur- ried away, glad to get the little assail- ant from between the wind and her- self. Now this adroitness, by and by rendered more keen, will be employed in picking pockets, locks", robbing hous- es and men. And after a short career, he will probably be caught, convicted, condemned and sent to prison, and there like a caged bird, be shut up for years within stone walls. And who then will be to blame, if now society stands carelessly by and sees the little beggar pursue a course certain to end in crime and ruin. Visitors' Jourral. This morning we found a family in a miserable hovel and very poor. The mother had pawned nearly all her clothes for bread for her children, and " wondered what she should do next." "We reminded her that a pitying Father in Heaven had told us what to do when driven to such extremities. " Give us this day our daily bread." " If he feeds the ravens when they call and the young lions do not in jvain seek their meat from God, will he not care ten- derly for your fatherless children when they cry ;" Near by we found a sick mother and in tears. At first we won- dered why the mother of four such beautiful boys should weep. Then we thought of Hagar in the wilderness, weeping over her manly boy ; not be- cause he was hers, but because she must see him die of hunger and thirst. So this sick mother wept, not because she had four lovely boys, but because she had no bread for them, and no health or strength with which to earn it; and because high rents and a cold winter, and wood at eight dollars a cord stared her in the face. -Found in — street an interesting woman, who although educated a Catholic, thought a Bible a very good thiiur in the house and want ed one for her husband. Near this we found a family very poor. You can hardly imagine how' poor. They beg- ged for food aud fuel ; theyjwere suffer- ing for both ; but we soon discovered that the demon intemperance had rob- bed them of more than enough to sup- ply every want. But what had these poor little children done that dram shops should snatch the bread from their mouths l Next door was a family of strangers in the city. And the city for strangers is more lonely than the solitude of the desert. They were poor and sick, and strangers— a (ripple com- bination of facts winch made their con- dition distressing, and their prospects sad enough. The father and one. child were sick, and the mother had been vainly endeavoring to support the tarn ily. "When asked how well she suc- ceeded in her efforts, irrepressible tears was her eloquent reply. "We en- deavor to find out the homes and the condition of the numerous beggar chil- dren whom wo meet, and have come to the conclusion that it is an unneces- sary, as well as a most ruinous profes- sion. We arc made most welcome to the humble homes of the freedmen. They seem to regard us as their best friends, and in their poor and friendless condition are most grateful for all that we do for them. Our sewing school for their women and girls is largely attend- ed, and most of them make rapid im- provement. Autumn. Lo! the summer's work is done, And hev Bowels droop one by one; All their life ami bcaun lade, Sighing, say we, "They are dead." Autumn ! glory of the year! Every change and tint how dear! Shine or temped, grey or ^okl, ' All the Love Divine unfold. The silver mists that triune the rills, Purpling there the far off hill. Piling crimson clouds on high. The glory of an autumn sky. Break again in awful blast, Lash the forest, bow the mast, Tet controlled by Him who said, p " Here shall thy proud waves be staid.' Souls, Father, too, are thine ! Hush their tempests, make them sialic. With the glory of thy face, Fit them for thy holier place. The Humming-bikd's Nest.— Captain Lyon of the British navy relates that in Africa he once watched a humming- bird whose young lay in her nest, building a rim around it to keep them from falling out. A few days later he observed the same thing repeated. An additional story was raised to protect her growing brood. And so from time to time she built up her shallow nest to a vase-like house for her fledgelings. till strong enough to venture out and try their wings. Wonderful instinct ! and how like the design and culture of a truly Chris- tian home. The parents are prayerfully to adopt restraining, saving influences P to the age and capacity, building around the young hearts moral barriers, and keeping them within its warm enclosure till they may be trusted amid the perils of the cold and sinful world about them. To train the spirit's wing for its flight beyond the stars is the end of all parental responsibility, and that with- out which it has in the highest sense proved an awful failure. The home, when true to its design, how near to glory! when impure, irreligious, how near the gates of death eternal ! — Am. Messenger. Tue Bright Penny. — Lizzie's grand- pa gave Iter it penny. It was bright and new, and Lizzie thought it was very beautiful. She kept it wrapped in a piece of soft paper, that it might stay bright. Very oftan she would undo the paper to look at the penny, ^ and ask if it was not a beautiful one. W Alter some time Lizzie earned an- other penny. So she had two. One - day she wished to speud one of them for a slate-pencil. So she. took the pennies from her pocket, saying, " Ma- nia, I don't want to buy a pencil with the bright, new penny, but with the other. I want to put the brightest into the missionary box." So the pencil was bought, and by and by the bright, new penny was given to eend good reading to the soldiers. Is not this the right way '( Give the best you have to the Lord. We have nothing too good or too beautiful to give him. Best of all, children, you can give him your bright, young hearts. — Am. Messenger. A Happy Company; — " These are they which came out out of great tribu- lation and washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Therefore are they before the throne of God, and serve him night and day in his temple ; and he that sitteth on the throne shall dwell among them. They shall hunger no more, neither shall the sun light on thorn, nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters ; and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes." But you need not turn an envious eye towards that holy, happy throng, for you are invited to walk in their footsteps, and by and by, when life is over, partake of their joys. Doubts Dissolved. — " God might have told mo — I Wish ho" had — wheth- er, after this short life is. over, I am to live forever." The Bible says he has- told you. " I hope it is so, for annihi- lation always seemed to me a dreadful- ly dark doctrine." " I have never been very happy in this world, but am craving that which I want and have not. Now if God is infinitely good, why does he not give, or at least, promise me a home in a shi- ning country, where there is no night, and no sorrow or sadness ; and where untold joys will never grow less, but al- ways increase." The Bible says he of- fers you all this. No Keason foe Complaint. — The God of Peace commands me to live peaceably with all men ; promises that if I will do so I shall be called a child of God, and finally reach the land of peace. It will not hurt me if I try to obey. A God of purity commands me to abstain from gluttony and all sensual indulgences, and I need not complain of him, for 1 well enough know that in the keeping of that command there is great reward. When God commands me to deal my bread to the hungry, I will not com- plain of him, for I have already found that it is more blessed to give than to receive. There is no unkindness in God's invitation to me, to think of a beautiful habitation above the stars, where tears never fall and death never enters. If the man of Nazareth came to bear my sins and to carry my sorrows on the cross, that I might be saved from both, I cannot deny that he was very kind even though' T should refuse the prof-, fered good. " Children are pledges for good con- duct — hostages which men give the State. Like a vessel which owes her safety to her moorings, many parents owe their virtue to the affections which bind them to their children." Good Luck. — Some young men talk about luck. Good luck is to get up at six- o'clock in the morning ; good luck, if you have only a shilling a week, is to live upon eleven pence and save a penny ; good luck is to fulfill the commandments, and to do unto other people, as we wish them to do unto us. To get on in the world they mu9t avoid tempttaions, and have faith in God. TRYING AMD PRAYING. " I'm sure I never can be good, And so there's no use trying ; When Peter calls me naughty names I cannot help replying. "I've tried and tried — how oil I've tried I'm sure I can't remember; Since my birthday I've tried, I know, And that was in December. " I'm sure I don't know what to do"— "What is my darling saying V How can a little girl be good, Who never thinks of praying ? "How could dear babv brother walk If I were not beside him ? He might be trying, but, you know, He needs a hand to guide him, " Kneel down, my child, kneel humble down Bow thy yonni; hear) in meekness To him, who with a father's heart, Can pity all thy weakness. "Ask for his spirit in thy heart, To help each weak endeavor ; Ask him 'mid snares and sins and fears. thy strength forever NOTHING TO THANK GOD TOR, A little girl did not want to pray when she retired to rest. I do not like to tell you her true name, so I will call her Helen. " Have you nothing to thank God for?" asked her mother. " No," said Helen, "you and papa give me everything." " Not for your pleasant home V asked her mother. " It is my papa's house ; he lets me live " Where did the wood come from to build it. f ' asked her mother. " From trees," answered J lelen, "and they grew in big forests." " Who planted the big forests ? Who gave rain to water them ? Who gave the sun to warm them ? Who did not allow the winter to kill them, or the lightning to blast them '? Who kept them growing from little, trees big enough to build houses with Not papa, not man; it was God." Helen looked her mother in the eye, and then said, " Papa bought nails to make it with." " What are nails made of?" asked mam- ma. "Iron," answered Helen, "and men dig it out of the ground." " Who put iron in the ground, and kept it there safe till the men wanted it?" asked the. mother. "It was God." "We got this carpet from carpet men," said Helen, drawing her small, fat foot across it. " Where did the carpet men get wool to make it from?" asked her mother. "Prom farmers," answered Hellen. " And where did the farmers get it '?" " From sheep and lambs' backs," said the little girl. " And who clothed the lambs in dresses good enough for us ? for your dress, I see, is made of nothing but lambs' wool. The best thing we can get is their cast-off dresses. Where did the lambs get such good stuff?" "God gave it them. 1 suppose," said the little girl. " It is you that gives me bread, mother," said she quickly. " But," said her mother, "the flour we got from the store, and the store bought it from the miller, and the miller took the wheat from the farmer, and the farmer had it from the ground ; did the ground grow it all it- self?" " No," cried Helen suddenly, " God grew it. The sun and the rain, the wind and the air are His, and He sent them to the corn- field. The earth is His, too. And so God is at the bottom of every thing ; isn't He mother ?" " Yes," said mother ; " God is the origin of every good and perfect gift of which we en- joy." The little girl looked serious; she said at last, " I can't make a prayer long enough to thank God fur everything." " And have you nothing to ask His for giveness for?" asked the little girl's mother. "Yes," she said in a low tone, "for not feeling grateful, and for trying to put him out of my thoughts." Helen never after that refused to pray. LITTLE MARY'S BIRTHDAY. " Here I am eight years old to-day. Hov old I am ! I did not like to leave my seventh year, so I told my teacher yesterday that 1 was seven years and twelve months ; and she put her hand on my head, and whispered so lovlingly, "Quite old enough, Mary, to be very good." Dear teacher ! 1 wanted to tell her that I would be eight years old to-day, and I would try to do right now ; but she moved away, and I was afraid to go after her. Eight years ! I got up this morning and looked in the glass to see if I was still little Mary, but my face was just as it was yester- day. I did not look one moment older, and I am sure I did not look any wiser. I was not taller, for 1 stood on tip-toe, and my chin just reached the frame of the picture hanging so low in my little room. I was just so high yesterday. Then I thought, and I know God gave me these thoughts, that J was quite old enough to be very good, and the "dear Father" was waiting forme to say that I would be "His little girl," now that I am eight years old. My Bible was not very near, for I did not read it much when I was seven years old ; but I looked among my treasure-books on my shelves, and I found the Holy Bible, with a mark in it, which my mother gave me. The book-mark lay close upon these words : " Wist ye not that 1 must lie about my Father's business ?" I thought. God was speaking to me then, , so I listened, and I know I heard Him say, "Mary, you are old enough to pray." So I knelt beside, my bed and clasped my hands, as mother taught me, and oh ! the little room grew very still. I could have heard an angel's foot, I know, if only the angels had drawn near. My words were only such as a little child could speak. I could not talk beautifully, like papa, when he prays; but I said just what I thought, and I knew God heard me when I said, "Dear Father, help me to be very good, now that I am eight years old." I sit here after my prayer, and 1 am very happy. I do not know just where I shall be this long year; but I will be God's little girl, and He will care for me, so that 1 am safe anywhere. But dear mother does not know my re- solve on this my birthday. I must run and tell her, for it will make her happy, too. "Mother ! mother !" — Christian Inquirer. The three Sievfs, — " Oh.iiiamina!" cried little Blanche Philpott, " I heard such a tale of Edith Howard. I did not think she could have been so naughty. One day—" " My dear," interrupted Mrs. Philpott, "before you continue we will see if your story will pass the three sieve. " "What does that mean, mamma?" said Blanche. " I will explain it, dear. In the first place, is it true?" .pnus, rd it I Miss Parry, who said a friend of-MlssWhite's told her the story ; and Miss W liite is a great. friend of Edith's." " And does she show her friendship by tell- ing tales of her? In the next place, though you cannot prove it. is true, is it kind?" "I did not mean to be unkind, mamma, but I am afraid I was. I should not like Edith to speak of me as 1 have- spoken of her." "And is it necessary?'-' "No, of course, mamma; there was no need for me to mention it at all." " Then, dear Blanche, pray that your ton- gue may be governed, and that you may not indulge in evil speaking, and strive more and more to imitate the meeknes* of your Lord ' and Saviour Jesus Christ," NEVEB PPT OFT. Whene'er a duly waits for tlvee, With sober judgment view it, And never idly wish it done ; Begin at once, and do it. For Sloth says falsely, "By-and-bye Is just as well to do it;" But present strength is surest strength ; Begin at once and do it. And find not lions in the way. Nor faint if thorns bestrew it ; But bravely try, and strength will come, For God will help thee do it. Freddy's Praybr. — A little bright-eyed boy of four years, of our acquaintance, was saying his prayers the other night to his mother, and with hands folded and eyes closed he sweetly said : "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take." "God bless my papa, mamma, and — " He stopped all at once, opened his eyes, and exclaimed, " Mcther, mother, what shall I say if I've been a bad boy f "You should not stop to ask quest inns, my son, while saying your prayers," replied his mother. "But, mother, if I've been bad, what shall I say?" "Ask God to forgive you ; but you should say your prayers all through when you be- gin, without stopping." His question answered, he reverently folded his hands, and closing his eyes again, continued. "And will God forgive me for killing a hop-toad with a big stick, and throwing him down a deep hole? Amen." Children of larger growth will please •opy. Donations to the Home for Oetotber Pleaasjit Prairie— per Mrs, II. S. Pike, from many warm-hearted liiends, 14 hags vi^iluli^. grain and flour, besides a box of very nice thiim- from the ladies, and a jar of butter, and $4— While such friends live we shall not want, Po- lo — a box of clothing and y, from friends, per Miss Ford. .Should have been acUnowleged in a preceding number. SublulU — ninny friend* lend to us a message, "Send us fifty vug> for vegetables." We had no bags, but" -.till they would not be denied the pleasure of feeding the friendless, and now their liberal donations arc being forwarded to us in boxes and barrels.— Friends at Allen's Grove -end us 14 bags wheat, vegetables, &c. From Dekalb, the Ladies' Bap- tist Aid Society send us a fine box of clothing, and the dear little girls of Mrs. E. A. Porter's Sabbath School class send an album quilt and their warm hearts prompt them to promise more. From a large circle of friends at Marengo, we received 18,75, and a pair of socks from one name not given. Hillsdale— Mrs. Mary Mead, one barrel apples; Mrs. B.Ford, one do; Mrs, Munger.one do. Maiden— per Mrs. J. C. French, from a large number of friends, including many of the little folks, a box clothing, 2 bills, pota- toes, 1 box cabbages, beets and turnips, and 00c. Among the rest, little Frankie Steele sends one basket of potato, s planted, hoed aud dug by himself. Morris— solicited by Helen M. Rose and other young ladies, a bag of wheat from each of the follow iug : .1. Alerson, Philip Rose, S. Ward, J. Wilson, .lames Gray, Robert Slew E. B. James, S. Hume, F. Burleigh, A. G. Bar- ber, J. Sutherland, F. Baker, O. Sinclair, S, B. Goodrich, J. Newport, J. W. Smith, J. A. Hall G. Hall,A. Newport, G. T. (indium, G. Camp- bell, G. Carpenter, Lewis Weston, L. G. Red- field, G. W. Montgomery, W. Slater. Wauke- gan— per liev. J. B. Thomas, from many friends, 7,50. Bloom— a bag of nice patatoes from each of the following warm-hearted Scotchmen ; A. Truesdale, Joseph Caldwell, Erwin Millar, Mor- ton Millar, W. Kennedy, A. McEldowny, Joseph Wallace, David Wallace, Stewart McEldowny, Joseph Fleming, J. Caldwell, James Campbell. Beulah— G. M. Tuttle.abagwheat ; Daniel Tut- tie, bag corn ; Milo Tuttle, do. Oswego— pu- pils of the intermediate department of the Un- ion school send a fine box of clothing. Thorn- ton Station— David Hard, 1. Lee Center— E Bliss, ,25. Elkhorn Grove— Mrs. E. M. DeWolf; 2 and a bag beans. Fulton— Mrs. P. Baker, 1, Clinton— A. S. Sampson, a cow, for which ahun- dred little hearts are grateful; per Mrs. Weaver, 4,50 and a box clothing ; other friends, 12,20.— Half Day— Elisha Gridley, a large box of nice grapes. Morris— per Rev. E. B. Turner, 1,95.— I Hillsdale, Mich.— Hon. Henry Waldron.l. New- ark—per Dr. Sw ■■ctliiiid, 8. Shopierre— 111,25. Tonicn- Tne d.-ii litil.j girls at Tonica have or- ganized an assoei: li ii which they call the "Or- phans' Aid Society." Mrs. Ousting and Mrs. Burgess lead them "on. They send to the Home a box of nine clothing and three dollars, and are getting some L-iain among the farmers for us. — How kind On y arc and how grateful we are to them. Lockporl— per J. McGregor, ahox of all sorts of good things and one and a half bushels of wheat from Deacon Bugg, and Samuel Fra- ser, the balance of a band. Princeton— per Mrs. L. J. Kilborn, D. Kinsmon, a barrel apples ; e H. Phelps, 1 do. ; L. Reaves, 1 box do ; L. J. Colton, 1 do. ; G. Brown and other friends, a large box do. ; S. C, a box vegetables ; II. Cook, a box of sundries, aud other friends, a box fowls. Jeffer- son—What cau we say enough in praise of our little and great friends in Jefferson? The pas- tor of the Congregational church, Rev. Mr. Jones, and the superiniendent of his Sabbath school, Mr. Hemmingway, had but to call the at- tention of the school and its friends to the wants of the Home, and the following was the result : ten of the older girls were appointed a commit- tee to solicit, donations through the neighbor- hood. A few days since, Mr. D. L. Roberts of Jefferson, brought thU eomnnttce and the avails of their efforts to the Home. There are one hun- dred and thirty-one names of the donors— wc wish we had room to insert every name— per- haps we shall have next month— mostly chil- dren, and the amount contributed $58,48, be- sides the nicest butter, eggs aud clothing, and some good books, and many other nice things. The committee went all over the house and shed sunlight everywhere; and our little ones glad- dened them in turn with some of our sweetest songs, and sent a vote of thanks to the donors at home. We think ofHhat occasion as the happi- est hour of Octobor. Sarah Chamberlain and twenty other girls at Belvidere, send us a nice quilt, and a letter assuring us of their interest in our little homeless ones, and say it is their first work for us. It is a noble beginning, and with such friends we shall never want. Amboy — Hadessa McFatrick sends her dear little 6isters shoes and stockings, and says : " she has gone up to heaven and does not need then any more." Akron sewing circle send us a fine box of cloth- ing with 42,95. Byron juvenile sewing circle, per Mrs. L. Read, sends us a letter and 1,70. — Millburn— per Rev. Wm. B. Dodge, G. White, N. Goodman, F. Stanford, 2 each ; A Watson, J. H. Thain, W. Bonier.. Josephine Taylor, Mrs. J. S. Strang, L. Edwards, B. Drury, (.:. Litwiler, S. L. Emery, H. A Bangs Rev. R. Gilbert, J. D. Fox, R. Minto, P. Men-art, J. Jamison,. John Mc- Alister, each 1 ; Wm. McCredie, W. B. D. Gray, G. L. Stewart, Geo, Strang, John Strang, C. Sel' den, J. Pollock, T. Mason, E. Hearne, if. J. Pol- lock, A. H. Stewart, Johu Williamson. J. Minto, S. Grigg, Mrs. E. Gsodnow, John Hockaday each ,50 ; James Yule, ,75 ; Mrs. S. Smith, Mrs, Buffum, Miss M. Mason, each, 25 ; J. Bonner,. ,10; J. Bain, ,30; s. T.eith, ,:J0 ; M. Goodman, ,10: Wm. B. Dodge. J M Dodge, D. White, G. E. Smith, T. Frazier, E. Hcarue, W. Mason, G. Strang, each 2 bushels wheat; W. Bonner, Ira Persafl, P. Waterberry, J. Strang, each one bu. wheat ; B. F. Stedman, 1 bu. corn ; W. Kerr, 1 bag apples ; J. P. Mills, 1 bu. potatoes; Mrs. J. Trotter, 1 bu. beats, 1 pair socks ; James Thain, 1 bag apples ; James Yule, 2 bu. potatoes ; D. Readies, 1 do. HOME FOR THE FRIENDLESS. On Wabash Avenue, south of Old Street. The Home— Its Object.— To gather from our streets and alleys the hundreds of neglected, abandoned and poverty-stricken children, and give them the comforts and advantages of great cheerful Home, until we can procure for them worthy foster parents, or a place in the bosom of christian families in the country. Also to afford a temporary home to worthy, destitute and friendless women, until homes can be provided. Wants ov the Home.— The Home depends for its subsistence upon the charity of the hu- mane and benevolent. Its wants are as various as those of a large j dependent family, |and as numerous as the necessities of several scores or children. Clothing of every kind, especially for boys, also, provisions of all kinds, are always gratefully received- IIS VSUSSI?#». The Visitor is published on the first Satur- day of every month, on the following terms: 1 copy, per year $ .25 5 copies, " 1.00 12 " " 2.00, 20 " " 3.00 40 " " 5.00 Or, better still, we send the Visitor to every donor to the Home for the friendless, and invite farmers to send us a bag of grain, or other pro- vision (which tho railroads most generously bring free of charge, when consigned to the Home), for which they shall receive our hearty thanks, and a copy of the Visitor for one year. Sevaral scores of farmers and others have al- ready done this. DAILY UNION PRAYER MEETING^ At Room No. 15 Methodist Church Block, Oor. Clark and Washington Sty., Chicago. " Coma, my soul, tliy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answor prayer; He himself hath bid thee pray ; Ki-i> .LTl.t :i.-lc Wltli.jUt .i. I:.y.' Please stop for 5, 10 or 15 minutes, or through the meeting. Some brother will be at Room No. 11 from 8 to 9 A. m. ; and 12 to 2 p. m., to converse with any anxious inquirers. I®" There is also a Saturday Evening Prayer Meeting in the same place, to which all are in vited. . » The Largest Engraving Establishment in the West ! W. D. BAKER, Desigaey & lagraver ©a W&oi, EoomB H, E. Oor. Clark and Randolph Street*, CHICACfO. Views of Cities, Buildings, Machinery, Portraits, Seals, Autographs, .fee, &c. TINTED BCSINESS ENVELOPES, The office of the Home Visitoh, and of the Secretary of the Home for the FrieneBeaa, Rev. E F. Dickinson, is in the Rooms of the Young Mens Christian Association, corner of Clark and Washington Streets, No. 11, second story. Office hours from 2 to 3 o'clock, p. m. Communications and Subscriptions to the Visitor may be sent to the Secretary, Rev. E. F. Dickinson. Also, donations to the Home for the Friendless, letters of inquiry etc to the same address. HOUSEKEEPING MADE EASY. great north-western depot for Clothes Wringers COLBY'S, WHITNEY'S AHD OTHEBS. Galvanized iron frames, light and neat— will not rust. Retail price fs an.l U. Will list a life- time with good usage. A liberal discount to Merchants xnl. Aiifms ns 1,'isfl Orders. We have the control of tho North Western States for tlies. Wringers. Alt orders atten- ded to promptly. liORTON & RIDELL. 204 Lake Street, Cl.r:a^... Commission Merchants, 148 SOUTH "WATER STREET, CHICAGO. REFERENCES. Clutllii,, Mellon A Co., N. Y. I Cooloy, Farwell A Co. Chicago II. II. Wall,ride.e A C... " W. F/fnollMnith .* O, '• * Fisher, chaj.ir, A C... B.M.,n. | <.. ;s. If,/;,,,] & Co., Rutlak- S. M. K.lgell A Ci. St. I. -. I Am. < ,V SI , II,,,,,,, Homy Ilomcyei&Co. " | II. II. Meats A Son, Philad'a. A. G. DOWNS & CO., dry aoor>s For CASH only. No. ISO Lake Street. WE invite special attention to ,.„, hoce stock of Bleacbbd AND Rl-.OWN Mf-Ll.VS, ElsNMrls Cl,,TIH ,v. Cv-IVEI'. DRESS OOOnS in jtul v.ui, ti, LINEN C. Wilis ,.; ,.,,'r ,,„>,' importation, Cioik, Siiawis, ll..sn:nr, Gloves, *c. HOOP SKIRTS! TOMLINSON BROTHERS, Sabbath School Books, Nos. 153 &. 155 LAKE STREET, (Over Wood's Dry Goods Store) Catalogue* furnished Fret. CHICAGO, ILL. STATIONERS' HALL, 140 Lake Street, Chicago. Blank Books, Stationery COLD PESS. PRINTING 4 BOOKBINDING DONE AT SHORT NOTICE. WANTED 1,000 AGENTS TO SELL © ® o LLOYD' NEW MAPS, STATIONERY, Prize Packages, Needle Caskets, &c SEND STAMP FOR CIRCULAR. R. R.. LANDON, Agent, 88 Lake Street, opposite Trcmont House. ILLINOIS SAVINGS INSTITUTION IN THE CITY OF CHICAGO. Incorporated February, 1867. Office, 104 & 106 Washington St . THIS INSTITUTION RECEIVES DEPOSITS IN GOLD Silver, or Bill- ...l ,,..■,).■ pnyio- Harks, of FIVE CENTS AND UPWARD, From all classes of portions, including minor* and married on, and allows int. ,,-t at the rate of M SIX PER CENT. PER ANNDM. .-id. -nds payable on the tirst Monduv of January aud JUiy. Office ..pen .l:ulv .lurmj tl,,, I, ,,,;:-, '.[ |. oin. „, , , D Tuesday and Saturday ev. ■ ;, f,-, „, 7 n„n! n ,,YI, H k' Exchange sold on p.ri,,.., ,.»; . iu, , ,,f Europe N. I). KIDDER, Cashier JOHN C. HAINES, Pr MILLER & WILMARTH. INSURANCE AGENTS, 150 South Water Street, CHICAGO, ILL. T. L. MILLER. H. B, Wllmaatb. BUTLER & HUNT, Manufacturers aud Wholesale DojJers Coarse and Fine Papers, STRAW AND CARD BOARD, .V< I. 48 State St., Chicago. BAGS AND ROPB WANTED. I Chicago Lead and Oil Works. E . . BL ATCHFORD, Proprietor. Lead Pipe, Shot. Linseed Oil. ■'h. - ( 1..MU, "White Lead. nil Cake Bar Lead, Red Leed, Castor Oil, Pig Lead, Litharge, Hydraulic Rama. Highest Market price paid for Flax Seed, Cor. Clinton and Fulton Sts., West Side, CHICAGO, 11,1,. A. W. FREEMAN, DENTIST, 102 Washington Street, (N»nr Olark SU FASSETT & COOK'S Nos. 122 & 121 Clark Street, CHICAGO, ILL. OHTTBCH, Q00DMAH & 0USHHTG. Steam Book, Job and Newspaper Printing 51 A S3 u Sallc Street, Chicago.